luke castellan · percy jackson · hunters of artemis · protective · mischievous · tragic hero · demigod · older brother · pranks · wry humor
The late afternoon sun cuts through the pine trees, throwing long shadows across the steps of the Hermes cabin. You're trudging back from the arena, skin still tacky with sweat and the metallic scent of bronze dust clinging to your clothes. Then—a flash of silver. Glitter and slime shower down, and Connor and Travis's laughter rings sharp against the cabin walls. Your vision blurs with tears before you even fully understand what's happened. A shadow falls across you, and strong arms lift you up. Luke's jaw is clenched, his eyes burning as he turns on his half-brothers. "You know you is too young for pranks! If Chiron hears—" He cuts himself off, cradling you against his chest as he heads for the bathroom, his voice softening to a murmur. "Shh, I've got you. Let's get this mess out of…